Todos os capítulos de Her DARK World : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

"She is blessed with strength and Can fight for her dignity ; She laughs without fear of the future because she makes her own Entity", ARIN .... [Last Chapter Flashback continued] ~Two days Later, In Delhi. "Nothing is good, Papa", Dua said to her father while her head was in the lap of her father. Dua never hides anything from her father but she hides the matter of Prathvik's lies and the mental game that he played with her. Dua just revealed about Tisha, her sudden scary appearance, and her past connection to Prathvik to her father. That night, Dua threw Prathvik out of her house as she did not want to see his face. It was good that her housemate was on her holiday and no one was there to witness how her husband was trying to make her a mentally sick person. Dua was in pain and completely heartbroken. Dua called her father and told him that she was sick and needed him. Her father took the next flight and came to see his daughter. When Dua's father got to know a

{Last Chapter Flashback Continued} "I can't let you touch me ever again", Dua told him whose heart froze at her statement. Prathvik tried to explain, to tell her that he was still the Prathvik she knew, she married, she loved but no. Dua wouldn't fall for his tricks ever again. "No! you aren't Prathvik. You aren't the man that I know, I married. You are not my husband. You are not the man I love", Dua told him and she sounded so bitter that her mouth was sour. Dua finally understood why her heart was in pain but there were no tears in her eyes because She loved him with everything. She loved everything about him. His naughtiness, shamelessness, Slyness, and roughness too but she couldn't accept the betrayal he gave her in return. The way her husband pampered her like she was his Queen. She loved it but He broke her heart. She wanted not to be his queen but to be the centre of his universe but his lies and past deeds ruined her dreams and directly threw her into another World of

The Day of Next Hearing. In the courtroom: The Defendant: Ms. Dua! Tell us, Why did you get the abortion done? Dua's eyes were blurred by unshed tears. Her empty soul mourned at the loss of her baby. The Judge: Ms. Dua! Law needs to know about your part of the story too. The Defendant: Ms. Dua! You killed your own child because you wanted revenge from Mr. Prathvik. Tarun: Objection Your Honour. The Judge: Objection Sustained. Tarun: Abortion is a crime and no woman will ever try to kill her baby in her womb except if she has a solid reason for it. The Judge nodded his head and looked at Dua who was looking down at the floor. The Defendant: But My Lord! Ms. Dua had done this heinous crime in the past. She killed her child. She killed Ms. Tisha and she killed her husband Mr. Prathvik too. Tarun: Objection Your Honour! There's no proof against Ms. Dua of killing her husband Mr. Prathvik and Ms. Tisha. The Judge: Object Overruled The Defendant: There are and it's proven

"A strong woman is one who feels deeply and loves fiercely. She Breathe in her courage and exhale her fear, Even Her tears flow as abundantly as her laughter" ARIN .. .. [Last Chapter Continued with the Flashes of Dua's memories] At Hospital:- "Are you sure that you want to abort your child?", Her father asked as he didn't understand what was exactly happening to her daughter. Dua was happy about the news of her pregnancy and then suddenly she wanted to have an abortion. Her father was not aware of Tisha's visit, Prathvik's hidden child, and his sins. "Papa! Prathvik is history for me. He is a disgusting human and I don't want anything related to him that will remind me of him and his sins", Dua spoke coldly and her father stared at her. "What happened?", Her father knew there was something more serious that Dua hadn't told him. "He let other men torment an innocent girl and that girl is none other than Tisha. His past. Tisha has a child with him too", Dua stated an

"If you kick me When I'm down Then you better pray I don't get up" DUA .. ~Bang~ The prison gate was pushed open, and a scrawny and brittle woman emerged from the inside with only a layer of thin clothes. That woman was Dua. Dua was obviously underdressed for the cold windy weather. Looking hollow checked and bony, her six years in prison clearly didn't do her well. It was apparent that her skin had lost its usual radiance as the years went by. There were also no traces of her once alluring beauty, as her glow had withered like a rose that was dry and shriveled but there was still her natural beauty that was clutching her natural aura tightly. Her legs trembled. The taste of Freedom was painful too. The dark clouds came rolling on the dark gloomy day. Then, it soon started to drizzle with harsh blustery winds in the background. She shivered under the harshness of nature. After facing so much in her life, At last, Dua had regained her freedom but saw the irony here. S